1. The Mediterranean Guesthouse - Chapter 3


    Date: 9/23/2015, Categories: Group Sex, Hardcore, Author: arsch_chiis, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    some organizations in the UK, US, Canada, even some of the Arab countries, but finally the traveling lifestyle got to be too much for her, and she settled down on Cyprus, at least for now. She asks about my life, and I tell her that I have been working most of my life in Finland, for Nokia, although I have been couple times working for a year in US and Canada. With Nokia's problems, I had to change jobs a few years ago, and now I work for a smaller software company, but I am loving my work very much right now. She is curious about Finland. Us Finns, we love to talk about our country to foreigners, so time flies as we drive towards Kourion. When we reach the museum entrance, I realize that we have been chatting constantly during the 40 minute drive, and I feel oddly familiar and relaxed about Kate, like she is a friend I have had for a long time already. Somehow I think she is feeling the same way. How can one feel such a connection to a person one has met a couple days ago, but only really spent a couple hours together with? It feels at the same time amazing and still weirdly true, like our personalities have instantly found a match, clicked. Getting out of the air conditioned car, the afternoon's hot air hits me like a hammer. I reach into my bag and take out a hat, to offer me at least some shade. Kate does not seem at all bothered by the almost 30 degree heat, nor by the bright sunlight. We walk to the shop and purchase the tickets. From the guidebook, the visit here ...
    was recommended to take a few hours, and the site really is huge, expanding to different directions. Kate says she was here once before, but did not see everything that time, so she is glad at the second chance. She guides me around the place as we look at the ancient greek ruins set in the beautiful seaside scenery. The coast here reminds me of south california coast. The bushes and the coastal hills look similar to the ones around San Diego. In the mid-day heat there are not a lot of tourists around, and we are relatively alone as we take in the different sights. I admire at the sight of Kate walking. She has a nice way to walk, her walking looks like she has springs in her feet, she moves so lightly. As we climb some steep stairs, I reach and offer her a hand to steady herself, and she takes my hand and holds it tightly, while looking me into my eyes. Our eyes lock for an instant and I think I feel that she is squeezing my hand a bit harder than necessary. Is that a signal? Is that her way of telling me that that short touch is what she was waiting for? In another place, we go down another stairs into a cave of sorts. It is nice and dark and cool in there, a break from the (for me) infernal heat outside, and I breathe eagerly at the cooler air. I linger, and as she starts to climb out, I forget to be a gentleman and follow her in the stairs, looking at her as she climbs out ahead of me. I can see the lines of her bikini through the fabric of her shorts. The bikini looks ...
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